Fighting in a Western restaurant
The old man in black grabbed Guo Yunduo again and made him kneel in front of Gao Qiqiang, a humiliating situation in which Guo was powerless to resist.
Gao Qiqiang raised his hand and slapped his face, becoming increasingly arrogant.
"Ha ha."
"You brat, it's none of your business to meddle in my affairs when I'm playing with women."
Guo Yunduo gritted his teeth, so angry that his lungs felt like they were about to burst.
He's used to being a tyrant in Qinghe; he's never suffered such a great loss before.
"What, you still seem quite unconvinced."
Gao Qiqiang raised his hand and slapped him hard across the face.
At this moment, the owner of the Western restaurant arrived in a hurry with his staff.
Guo Yunduo's eyes lit up with joy, and he quickly stepped forward to ask for help.
"Brother Li, save me! This bastard dares to run wild on your turf!"
The Western restaurant owner wields considerable influence in Qinghe City's underworld; this area is his domain.
Moreover, he vaguely heard that the other party was recently in talks with the Ye family consortium in Haidong to cooperate and prepare to become the agent of Xihu brand beauty cream in Qinghe.
If successful, the other party's net worth will skyrocket, making them the undisputed boss of the underworld in Qinghe City.
You have to understand, the Ye Group is Ye Tianshen's business. To be associated with Ye Tianshen is like having a stroke of good luck in one's ancestral graves.
Even so, the restaurant owner still dared not offend Takasaki.
It's not that the Ye family conglomerate is inferior to Gao Qiqiang.
But even then, there's no guarantee that an agency agreement will be signed.
Even if the deal is signed, the Ye Group will not get involved in these trivial matters.
"Mr. Gao, I'm so sorry. It was all my fault for being careless and letting this bastard offend you."
The restaurant owner, Li Degui, knew Gao Qiqiang's background well. He was the big boss of Kuzi Media, a top-tier media company in China, with countless A-list artists under his wing and connections with Hollywood film moguls. He was incredibly wealthy and powerful.
He could crush that guy with a single finger; he simply couldn't afford to mess with such a powerful figure.
Guo Yunduo was dumbfounded. Even Li Degui was acting like a grandson, let alone him. He began to beg for mercy incessantly.
"Please, Boss Gao, have mercy and just let me go like a fart."
Clang—
Suddenly, the revolving door of the Western restaurant was smashed open, and a figure rushed in like a whirlwind—it was Ye Feng.
Ye Feng sensed Pal's presence and headed straight for the second floor.
He was dressed in a long black robe, with black eyes and black hair. Two beams of lightning shot from his deep eyes. His handsome features were extremely three-dimensional, like a sculpture in the hands of a master, without the slightest flaw.
The waitresses in the Western restaurant were all stunned and began to fantasize.
"What a handsome man."
"I wish I could be your boyfriend."
Yan Ruyu's eyes were filled with surprise and delight, and she quickly stood up and waved to Ye Feng.
"Xiaofeng, save me."
Ye Feng nodded to her.
"Wait until I've finished killing people."
Everything that happens here cannot escape his divine sense.
As for Li Degui, Gao Qiqiang, and the others, he didn't even glance at them.
Li Degui did not recognize Ye Feng. Seeing how arrogant this man was, he immediately flew into a rage and slammed his fist on the table.
"presumptuous!"
"How dare you cause trouble in my Western restaurant and even try to kill someone? I think you're tired of living."
"Men, seize this brat!"
Immediately, a group of security guards brandished their batons and rushed toward Ye Feng.
Ye Feng simply waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.
The group of people were thrown back one after another, lying haphazardly on the ground. A dozen or so dining tables behind them were knocked over, as if a typhoon had passed through.
Ye Feng walked up to the second floor step by step, his hands behind his back.
Li Degui was taken aback.
Guo Yunduo, kneeling on the ground, was so shocked that his jaw dropped.
Only Yan Ruyu showed no surprise, staring intently at the man, her beautiful eyes gleaming with a strange light.
Having witnessed Ye Feng's methods firsthand, what is this scene compared to that?
A look of seriousness flashed in Gao Qiqiang's eyes, and he gave the old man in black a wink.
The old man in black understood, snorted coldly, and rushed towards Ye Feng like lightning, his withered hand grabbing at him like a steel hook.
This is a martial arts master who specializes in Eagle Claw Kung Fu. His fingers glow with a terrifying blue light and can easily tear through steel.
In his view, Ye Feng had no aura of a martial artist whatsoever; he was just an ordinary person.
He must have learned some minor magic, which he considered insignificant.
"Young man, you think you're something special just because you've learned a little magic. Today, I'll teach you a lesson..."
He thought this grab would subdue Ye Feng, but unexpectedly, the opponent was too fast, and he missed, only grabbing a blurry shadow.
Looking at Ye Feng again, he had already walked step by step to Pal with his hands behind his back, staring at him coldly.
“I’ve already killed those three demon knights, now it’s your turn.”
Parr picked up a napkin, wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, and said politely.
"Sir, I don't understand what you're saying. I think you've mistaken me for someone else..."
laugh!
Before he could finish speaking, Pal suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a black spear that shot straight at Ye Feng like lightning.
It moved at an incredible speed; onlookers could only see a fleeting afterimage.
The two were so close that even a peak Martial Emperor couldn't dodge them.
Ye Feng snorted coldly and slapped Pawa across the face, knocking him and the table and chairs to the ground, even smashing through the second-floor floorboards.
A deep, human-shaped crater was smashed into the hard marble floor, cracks spread outwards, and the walls were even shaken and collapsed.
The entire coffee shop was filled with smoke and dust, and the glass windows were shattered.
Everyone was stunned.
If one hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, who would believe that this slap was delivered by the frail young man in front of them?
gurgle—
The old man in black behind him swallowed hard, as if he had seen a ghost, feeling a chill run down his spine.
If it were him, he would probably have been smashed into mincemeat by now.
That's terrifying.
Is this even human?
Ye Feng walked down the broken steps from the second floor with his hands behind his back, his eyes as cold as lightning.
Swoosh—
A dark shadow shot out from the deep pit; Pal was still alive.
Knowing he was no match for Ye Feng, he fled in panic, not forgetting to throw down a harsh threat before leaving.
"Ye Feng, just you wait, the Demon Knight won't let you get away with this..."
Ye Feng sneered, stretched out his large hand and grabbed at it from a distance, his spiritual energy transforming into a giant handprint that pressed down from the sky.
"Why wait and see? Can't we see for ourselves now?"
Pava had just rushed out of the window when Ye Feng slapped him down from mid-air.
Even an imported Land Rover Range Rover was smashed into a pancake; it was one that Takasaki had just bought.
"this……"
Takasaki was so frightened that his eyes popped out.
Although he didn't understand martial arts, he knew that the old man in black was far from capable of doing this...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
